.
The music ripped through my very soul
as thunder chilled the sky,
The sound erupts;
Rebounds,
-Resounds-
As the notes strike the ground
in sad tear shaped drops.
As a prelude to the sheets of rain
Frightening the land.
Streaming in the grimy streets;
Bring criss cross scars
and bleeding horror.
Dark dreams told in sharp flashes
of lightening -
discarded in the gutter,
consuming the gasoline rainbow;
There the symphony of the deluge
writes its diabolical music
in red sting welts on the face of our earth
An eulogy to them destroyed -
-The unholy hymn of the destructive elements.
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Author notes
Collaborated by Teddibly Abnormal and Kaliya
prompt: "It was as though the devil himself wept tears of pure sound." -Phantom by Susan Kay
A contest entry
- Round Three by Porcelain Princess.
300 points, ended July 17, 2007, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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OMG i am so jealous! I love this so much, i wish i could write as good as this!
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Best of luck in the contest - I think we have a good one here - thanks for collaborating with me I think we can be proud of this one
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